The Alabaster Silence of Midday
The city is a carnivorous beast, all steel teeth and neon blood
Leather & Lace
The Sapphire Silence of a Concrete Heart
I stand beneath the clinical glare of city lights, a creature woven
The Velvet Silence of Neon Rain
I stand beneath the amber glow of a city that never sleeps,
The Velvet Pulse of Concrete Veins
The city breathes against me—a hot, metallic exhale that tastes of
The Golden Hour of Quiet Longing
The city had been a cage of glass and cold steel, where
The Crimson Afterglow of Us
I stand at the edge where the world dissolves into salt and
The Velvet Cage of a Tropical Noon
I arrived here as an architect of glass towers, my soul polished
The Salt-Stained Sacrament of Silence
The city is a steel cage, and I have spent years refining
The Amber Sanctuary of Skin
I stand at the edge where the concrete world surrenders to salt
The Alabaster Pulse on Grains of Silence
I lie here as a living altar, my skin humming with the
The Salt-Stained Silence of Us
The wind off the harbor is a predator, sharp and unyielding, tearing
Saltwater Sanctuary
The city is a cage of steel and fluorescent hum, a place
